Minchones the River of Summer

A gypsy of a rivers edge in summer sun unclothed in skin she lay within natures naked message As if the timeless waters run and to pools the hours and minutes come to hold her for the fascination of a spell And heady in memories photograph she steps there barefoot upon the rocks a liquid music played within her bodies form It was the mountains and their mystery an instinctual embrace of sensual unity she held in the gentle secrets of her eyes This flow by light of love it danced weaving its scintillation into my heart upon her loom these threads of me entranced This all of passion, this all of her in obsession such is a cravings delight for all her curves she bids me to the wanting only kisses serve By the waters edge this gypsy treads a ripples shimmer and sultry message in this memory still transfixed am I to speechless Moments etched so perfectly onto my soul as if in timeless to pools the hours and minutes come to hold me in the fascinations of her spell